and i need a prehensile tail
Above title is one of your better search strings that lead someone to my blog. Who doesn't need a prehensile tail?
In the "when it rains it pours" category, my uncle passed away this morning. This is my stepdad's brother. He was diagnosed with skin cancer a couple of months ago. And it had spread to his lymph nodes. He was put on interferon a few weeks ago, but it was killing him, and they took him off. About two weeks ago. The chances of it prolonging his life span were slim. They thought it would be better for him to have the next couple of years feeling somewhat healthy. Rather than going through that hell. But he never recovered. So I am going into work tomorrow morning for a 9 am meeting and then leaving from there to be with my family, down Shelton. Which is south Washington.
The movers have been postponed until Oct. 29th.